Today would be Jones’ 14th birthday. Tomorrow it will be one year since Attila arrived. Last year, it was the first of Jones’ birthdays without him after more than 12 years. I had cried every day for five months, despite taking up an exciting new job, travelling, trying to be with those I loved, teaching… Continue reading
Put your headphones on. Turn the volume up loud. Live the experience.
I look at the unknown sky of the new year. It is so blue it seems almost impossible that anything bad ever happened. All of my mornings used to start the same way. Blackbirds would line up on the trellis of the roof garden opposite my window. The Beast sat there close to me and… Continue reading